The plan was to spend Christmas day at Ian's little brother Drew's new house in a town south of us. Ends up he has no furniture and no working furnace, so he asked if we could have Christmas at our house instead.
Ian told me this information today while I was at work. I got kinda excited that we'd be opening presents at our house! I asked Ian if he would pick up an Alpine Fir on his way home from work today. He did and now it actually feels like Christmas at our house... like the great two batches of snow we received, I feel a surge of winter comfort as I sit a few feet from our lovely tree. It's how it should be. Thanks to Drew for wanting to have Christmas here, we have that warm-holiday-at-home feeling now.
I love my perfectly sparce winter tree!